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When I first wrote this, I was afraid to put the name of the town down for some reason I can't recall anymore. Now, almost a year later I don't have that issue. For those wondering where Through the years takes place, Tracy's current home is halfway between Palermo CA and Oroville CA.
Palermo is a small town, south of Oroville and the location for Tracy's old school. I went there from the 5th grade to the 8th, was a cool school. In fact, till about 10 years ago, it used to take students from Preschool to 8th grade. And an interesting side note, there was a pair of teachers there, twin brothers, who still are there and teaching. Talk about awesome, I think they are reaching almost 65 or 70 by now, but then when I was there, there was a 70 year old teacher and she opassed away before she retired. She was the teacher that everyone wanted because she was so darn cool.
here are the wiki links to the towns.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Palermo,_California
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oroville,_California
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chico,_California (The town they went to with the University just recently.)
I grew up in that town for many years, about 28 of them. Back in the 80's the mindset of the town was bad. We had an arcade that got closed down because the manager or owner (I forget which, it was over 30 years ago) was sleeping with minors at work. After this, the town counsel insisted that everything for kids would bring the bad element and they denied it, but wondered why drug use was so high. So if you didn't like the great outdoors, you became a hooligan. They finally got a skate park about 8 years ago I think. There are Indian Casinos there now too, in fact, one is less them half a mile from my parents house, who still live near the place I think of when I write William and Maggie's home.
Over Fathers day I learned that someone bought a piece of property just down the road from my parents a few years back and he's cleared off the trees and made a private Rodeo there. They mostly do calf roping and my father (who is about 68 years old) is the guy working the chute to let the cows out. Never pictured my father to be a rodeo hand.
When I write Through the years, I can still smell things, like the scent in the back field where the wild licorice grew. My Grandmother's place (the basis for Modine Patterson) after she made her apple pie for Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner. (Was a rule. My father hated most pie except apple, so there was at least one at each family meal and he got the first slice. I usually took the second. The trees in bloom (we had 15 acres of olive Trees, two apple, one red, one green, one fig tree, three pomegranate and three pecan trees)
Then there was the fun of cleaning off Sap from the pecan trees that were in the front yard. Or the pecans hitting the metal roof our old home when they fell from the tree. See our old home, the one I grew up in had been a chicken coop in the 1930's, till the original house burned down and the owners moved in to the coop and expanded it. I am not kidding. The wiring was substandard, the bathroom was added in late 1960's and when we moved there in 1975 there was still an outhouse on the property.
My mother used to joke that our home was Air conditioned in the wintertime. Like I wrote in a Tracy story, we actually had animals come up through the floor boards in the bathroom, while you were doing your business. When I was about 6, I went in there and a bat flew past me, freaked me right out and took almost ten minutes to figure out what I was ranting about. But despite how bad the place was, I miss it at times. The smell of the wood in the old Potbelly stove. My mother putting something on top of the potbelly stove to cook, just to show us how it was done in the old days.
And I'm not sure if this will ever come into play, but Maggie's parent's hail from Burns Wyoming, at the current moment.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burns,_Wyoming
Kicking around the idea of Tracy going there, but not too sure about that.
So there you go, small peek into the local area that is the current location of Through the years.
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Through the Years
Thanks for the additional background on the setting of your story, and your own experiences. Helps understand your characters better. :)
Lisa
You're welcome.
I figured people would want to see it. The town has changed, but not that much. There are still intolerant fools there, but then they are everywhere.
Wow--you've really thought this out...
Things like this are the reason I love this series so much--I know of few authors in this genre who bother to add such detail, so much of a sense of place. (And the ones who do are the ones who post here--no small coincidence, that).
My memory is a bit iffy these days, so forgive me if I've asked this previously: do you outline your stories? That, perhaps, is what I should do if I want to start writing again, since I've never actually succeeded in finishing stories I start, but I really have no clue how to do it. I imagine it would not be like the sort of outlines we were expected to make in school.
As to Tracy ending up in Wyoming...well, I hope not. Not exactly the most gay or trans-friendly place, then or now. Wasn't that the state Matthew Shepard came from? She would have to be in the deepest of deep stealth, and even then, her safety wouldn't be entirely assured.
You see how well you've done? That child is so real to me that I'm concerned for her welfare...
Livin' A Ragtime Life,
Rachel
Outlines?
We don't need no stinking outlines!
Honestly, I have some, but as an idea comes to me, I write it down and then I come back to it to fill it out, like some of the stuff I have since decided to not go with, all started out as a thought and a quick page or two, but not on an outline. I did have one and I went away from it too much.
Wyoming wouldn't end up bad. It would be a visit, not a move to stay.
And thank you for the kind words. I'm glad Tracy means so much to you. Hopefully she'll continue to stay that way as she grows up and deals with the fun of being a teen in the 1980's.
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Thanks for the info, adds to your story.
May Your Light Forever Shine
And thanks to you
for reading it. I wanted people to get an idea of where she comes from. I've left that town several times now, but a part of me does miss certain parts of it. Like Table Mountain, or Lake Oroville.
Or Oroville Hospital, where they kept mistaking me for a different person with the same name, even though at the time, I was 25 and he was 79. Honest mistake. I was really born in the 1920's, I just look damn good for my age :)
I love that area
The Sierra foothills draw me like a moth to flame. My brother in law went to school at Chico State, the biggest party school in California. I've started a novel about twin boys who have to go into the witness protection program and will end up living about a hundred miles south in Jackson. Same sort of country though. If I could do it, I'd move there in a heartbeat, although I don't know about the summers. High temps where I live are about eighty during a heat wave and well over a hundred around Oroville. My brother lived in Nevada City for a number of years and just moved down to Sacramento and is living on his sailboat, life's rough. Oh well enough of my prattle and thanks for jogging my brain a little, Arecee
yeah, heat bad
I recall one summer, I was delivering papers in a rural route (about 100 miles long) and as I passed by the bank with the temp thing on it, it was 102 degrees at 2AM.
As for Chico being a party school, I recall their riot in 1987. Some friends of mine wanted to go over there and I couldn't go, which was a good thing (was 15 at the time). They wondered why there was so many cops out and they finally came home when the cops pulled them over twice to see where they were headed to
http://www.chicowiki.org/West_Chico_Riots
also, yeah, that area is awesome. Some of the foothills are just gorgeous, like the hike to Feather Falls or to Bald Rock. If I had the money for a rental and gas, I would spend a month of just driving the back-roads around there. Into and out of Berry Creek, Forbestown and up to LaPorte. I loved it there.